[center][h3][b]Relica[/b][/h3]
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Relica didn't say anything in particular when the inari began her little gratitude-spiel. Other than a snarky, snorting snort when the mention of her '[i]mighty[/i]' nation was brought up, and a single twitch of her ears when she was called 'resourceful and knowledgeable', the gremlin really didn't make much of any noise. She followed behind the (seemingly?) high-born fox-lady in a dutiful manner, pulling her luggage along behind her. She listened with, what one would hope, was interest and concentration to what the much taller monster was saying. Though, to be truthful, Relica found the explanation a bit on brief and corner-cutting side - usually, she prefered to have a bit more details about things before she jumped into them, especially when it imvolved, y'know, fighting a [i][b]war[/b][/i].

[color=lime]"I do live on the [i]other side of the world,[/i] after all."[/color] Was the only thing the gremlin said that was of any real response, when the inari commented on her belated arrival.

She did seem to be somewhat impressed by Kyouko's (supposed?) home though. Looking around with cruious eyes at the foreign and intricate architecture and design. She looked far more apprehensive when a sudden mysterious robed figure suddenly emerged. And while Relica herself had no magical power of her own - or at least not any that was worht mentioning -- she somehow could tell that this hooded stranger was a particularly powerful entity.  Being propped up on the magic dais was a bit of a exchange though, as Relica had to restrain herself from uttering certain words and performing certain actions which may have caused diplomatic incidents otherwise.

Then the magic ritual commenced all of a sudden.

[color=lime]"Wait, what? Ho-"[/color]

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rpq35wyDi7I]Then she was blinded by light.[/url]

[color=lime]"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow... Damnit, son-of-a.... [b]Hey![/b] What's the ... big... i... dea... uhhhhh....... [i]Huh?[/i]"[/color]

Suddenly, little gremlin was no longer on the grounds of Kyouko's estate, but standing alone inside a very unfamiliar place. A very foreign and unfamiliar place. Full of strange and unknown things. This would have been very exciting indeed, if not for the fact that Relica was still reeling from having been in one place moments ago, and was now in a different spot entirely. Travelling through space-time and being dimensionally shifted wasn't exactly something you just shrugged your shoulders at, especially not when you were a woman of reason and science. Sure! She knew magic that could do this sort of thing [i]existed[/i], but the little gremlin had never been the subject or victim of it before. Nor had she ever witnessed it be applied or used. This was... Confusing but also interesting. If she could somehow learn how to convert this kind of spellcraft into a more usable form, imagine the logistical benefits it could have! Why, it could change the very future of transportation as we kne-!

[i]Swish, thump![/i]

Sliding doors suddenly slid open, and figures emerged. Or entered, as  Relica was the one who had technically emerged. Out of nowhere, we might add. There wsa a human male, a arachne, a goblin, a ... Zombie...? With a facial tattoo on her forehead, no less. And a flat-chested wererabbit. Great.  Quite the welcoming party. As she shook her head slightly to regain composure and focus, the gremlin was about to greet her new allies.

... Then the human opened his mouth and spoke.

A visible vein appeared on the gremlin's temple, and her eye began to twitch. A forced smile was plastered on her lips, but anyone with a modicum amount of mbility or common sense to read the situation could tell that the busty little pint-sized monster was doing everything in her power not to say or do something that may not leave the best first impression.

[color=lime]"Haah... That's funny, big guy... I'm short, so I must be a dwarf, yeah... [b][i]Hilarious[/i][/b]... Haha... Ahh..."[/color] She let out a brief, shallow sigh and sucked in a bit of air. [color=lime]"But no, I'm not. I'm a [i][b]gremlin[/b][/i], from Grelden. I'm here to lend you a hand."[/color] She said, putting every ounce of self-restraint into forcing these words out, rather than lunging forward and trying to strangle Takeshi for implying that she was one of those little mountain-dwelling lolis who live in caves under the ground. No, no, she wasn't upset at all. Not in the least.

[color=lime]"So, anyway... I'm supposed to meet someone called Ayu? That one of you guys in the back there?"[/color] She asked, raising an eyebrow and, with a dismissive hand-wave, motioning to the group of monsters behind Takeshi. [color=lime]"Oh, and I suppose I'm also meant to meet some guy named Take-"[/color] Her words trailed off. Wait, didn't [i]this[/i] guy just introduce himself as Takeshi Oja? [i][b]This[/b][/i] dude was Takeshi Oja? Relica felt her stomach lurch, and she really, really, really hoped that Takeshi Oja was a very common name, kinda like John Smith. But the Zipangu-version. She put a gloved hand on her own face and let out another, much longer and deeper, breath of air.

[color=lime]"... It's great to meet you all... I'm Relica by the way."[/color] She finally said, after letting go of her own face. She also released the grip on her luggage, allowing her mechanized arms to retract a bit. There was no point in holding onto her stuff while they were inside and doing the chitty-chats after all.